Poem by Carolina Oliphant, Lady Nairne

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  Gaelic Air.

Fareweel, O fareweel!
My heart it is sair;
Fareweel, O fareweel!
I'll meet him nae mair.

Lang, lang was he mine,
Lang, lang, but nae mair;
I maunna repine,
But my heart it is sair.

His staff's at the wa',
Toom, toom is his chair!
His bannet an' a'!
An' I maun be here!

But O! he's at rest,
Why sud I complain?
Gin my saul be blest,
I'll meet him again.

O! to meet him again
Whare hearts ne'er are sair;
O! to meet him again
To part never mair!

1. The Lass o’ Gowrie
2. Gude Nicht, and Joy Be Wi' Ye A'
3. Cauld Kail in Aberdeen
4. He's Owre the Hills that I Lo'e Weel
5. The Pentland Hills

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